The battlefield roared with chaos as Aiden's forces clashed against the advancing Abyssal reinforcements. The air trembled under the weight of unleashed power. Explosions of energy flared across the field, painting the night sky with vivid streaks of light.
Aiden stood at the forefront, his twin Martial Spirits—Golden Sword and Death Dragon of Infinite Darkness—emanating an oppressive aura that rivaled the Abyss itself. The dragon's black flames spiraled outward, incinerating waves of Abyssal soldiers, while the Golden Sword sliced through their ranks with devastating precision. Beside him, Myne moved like a shadow, her daggers glinting as they found their marks with deadly efficiency.
Suddenly, a colossal Abyssal Behemoth emerged from the fray, its hulking form towering over the battlefield. Its blackened armor seemed impervious, and its glowing crimson eyes locked onto Aiden. With a guttural roar, the Behemoth charged, shaking the ground with each step.
